#Chapter 21 He will be punished

Fiona The doors opened to reveal a high, high ceiling painted with elaborate scenes of werewolves in battle. Sparkling chandeliers hung low every fifty feet casting an amber light throughout the room. A table seating at least fifty ran the length of the room. The scent of wildflowers perfumed the air. Alexander and I entered the Great Hall. Alexander propelled me forward into the room with grace and confidence. There were others already gathering in small groups. I recognized Scarlet, her rude steward, and several of the noble women from the tea party now accompanied by their husbands. Alexander settled into one of the small circles of couples. Kayden and Nina went to grab drinks. I wondered which one of these men was the King and which could be the half-brother, Lucas. Scarlet locked eyes with me and wasted no time. She marched over and slapped me across the face in front of everyone with her butler trailing behind. “You stole my necklace,” cried Scarlet. Alexander st